Suddenly the hunter runs out

Leningrad, 1930. The terror machine is already fully operating, already prisoners designed a large house, where the St. Petersburg OGPU-NKVD will soon move. Cleaning is already in full swing-in Smolny and in the Public, in the Putilov factory and in the Hermitage.

But there are still small crimes next to the Great State Evil: Soviet citizens do not stop stealing, jealous and even in the shadows under construction of a large house. To connect the rational with the irrational, to translate the sticky horror into the language of the good old police protocol - is such a task for the most ordinary investigator of the threat?